Chapter 11 #2
It only took a split second for what he was referring to, to register. “I’m not rude. I’m so sorry. As I was reading the card, someone entered my office, and my life got hectic from there. The flowers are beautiful. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I decided to let you know you crossed my mind, since you clearly haven’t thought about me.”
I hated the way I was sitting in my car smiling like an idiot. “And how do you know what I have or haven’t thought about.”
“If you have the thoughts must not have been too good because you didn’t reach out.”
My smile widened. “That’s not how this works. I don’t reach out to men first after we’ve had sex. That’s on him.”
Kastian sighed. “Women and all these damn rules.”
“I like to refer to it as boundaries. Standards. Things like that.”
“I hear you Ms…” his voice trailed off. “What the hell is your last name because I’m not calling you that other shit.”
It dawned on me that I was going to have to change my last name. Marriage was like trouble. Easy to get into and hard to get out of. Yeah, I seriously doubted I’d ever get married again. “Brooks.”
“Aight, Ms. Brooks what you got going on later?”
“Nothing. I’m headed home.”
“Bet. You down to grab a bite to eat with me around six?”
Was this casual dating? I was down for having fun, but me getting attached wasn’t an option. The thumping between my thighs made me aware that being in Kastian’s presence too often would end up being a problem. But for some reason, I couldn’t say no.
“Where do you have in mind?”
“You choose.”
“I’ll think about it and text you.”
“Can I come pick you up this time, or are you still scared?”
That got a chuckle out of me. “I’ll text you the address too.”
“Gotcha.”
After I ended the call, I blew out a shaky breath. “Have fun, Persia,” I mumbled to myself glancing over at the divorce papers on my seat. “Just have fun. Nothing too deep or serious.”
Every time I eased past Kastian his cologne engulfed me.
He was holding the door of the restaurant open for me.
The moment I entered the dimly lit space; he placed his hand on the small of my back and spoke to the hostess.
I wasn’t even aware that I was holding my breath as he stood insanely close to me with his hand on me until I let the breath go.
We followed the hostess to a booth. I didn’t even look around the dimly lit space to see if I recognized any of the faces.
I honestly didn’t care. If every time I stepped out with Kastian someone wanted to go tell David, that didn’t have anything to do with me.
Once we were seated, I decided to mention the situation, however.
“Legally, I am still a married woman. You’re not hesitant to be seen out with me?”
Kastian’s brows hiked. “Hesitant? Nah because if I were, I wouldn’t ask you to go places with me. Whose opinion should I be worried about? And I know damn well I’m not supposed to be afraid of the fuck nigga you’re married to.”
With a smile I shook my head. “I certainly don’t think you’re afraid of him.”
“Are you hesitant to be out with me?”
“I’m just looking at it from all angles. I don’t really care about gossip or opinions myself. I just don’t like unnecessary drama.”
“I’m damn sure not worried about anybody bringing drama to me and if they bring it to you, I can handle that for you.” The hint of toxicity in his orbs turned me on and scared me at the same time.
David was a bitch for sure. But I didn’t want him dead or hurt. “That won’t be necessary,” I chuckled. It would be a lie if I said the protective nature that Kastian had didn’t turn me on in crazy ways.
No one ever disrespected me when I was out with David.
I honestly didn’t think he’d ever let harm come to me.
He wasn’t some coward that just let people walk all over him.
But letting Kastian demand twelve hours with me and him being willing to oblige was some sucka shit if ever there was any.
I’d never get over that or be willing to forget it.
He wasn’t even going to clear the debt. He was just going to add seven days to the deadline.
If Kastian had agreed to take twelve hours with me over the money, I might have tried to understand David’s reasoning. Or maybe I wouldn’t have.
“None of your women would be upset by seeing you out?” I questioned.
“Women? I wouldn’t go that far but anyone that I deal with knows what it is. If she doesn’t, that’s on her. I’m not in the business of explaining myself to anyone. Never been in a relationship before. Remember?”
I shrugged. “There are a lot of people that don’t have titles but that doesn’t stop them from being territorial.”
“I’m good. That’s what it is.”
I gave a slight nod. The server came over and took our orders.
“How you feeling about the other night?” he asked as she walked off.
Heat radiated between my thighs as moments from the night in question flashed through my mind. “I’m not sure what you mean, but I feel fine about it. I don’t have any regrets.”
“Good.”
After dinner, we ended up back at Kastian’s house.
We didn’t go straight to the bedroom, however.
He put some music on, poured us glasses of tequila, rolled himself a blunt, and smoked while he rubbed my feet.
I’d be lying if I said the vibe wasn’t nice.
His home was nothing short of amazing, and he was everything.
His scent, the way he rubbed my feet, the smoothness of his deep voice.
Kastian could do something as simple as blink, and it would turn me on.
Of course, I’d been attracted to men before but never in that magnitude.
Kastian was nothing short of addicting. And while that was probably a bad thing, I was welcoming all the risks that came with dealing with him.
Kastian alone was enough to make me high.
The tequila was an added bonus, and the contact I was getting from his weed smoke topped it off.
I felt amazing. Not like a woman that had just separated from her husband.
In a way, Kastian had set me free. Even if I was madly in love with David, I would have left him for what he did.
But the fact that he wasn’t the love of my life probably helped me not to take the breakup so hard.
Maybe my mother was on to something when she said a man should love a woman more than she loved him.
Doing it that way definitely minimized the heartbreak.
I finished my drink and set the glass on the table.
“Come here.”
My clit throbbed from Kastian’s low command. Liquid courage from the tequila had me straddling him and gazing into his eyes with confidence. I bit my lip and peered into his eyes with my arms wrapped around his neck. Kastian palmed my ass greedily.
“I don’t know what it is about you. I’m not big on kissing.
Toya was pregnant with three of my kids, and I probably never kissed her three times.
But you and those juicy ass lips.” The lower his tone the deeper his voice became.
A chill ran down my spine as I leaned in and snaked my tongue into his mouth.
The harder he squeezed my ass the deeper we kissed.
My head was reeling, but dizziness had never felt so good.
Kastian scooted to the edge of the sofa.
With his hands still cupping my behind and our tongues still intertwined, he stood up and carried me to his bedroom.
And there, he proceeded to fuck me silly.